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I can't drowned my demons
Times are ~~~g.r.i.m.~~~
Cus' they know how to ~~~s.w.i.m.~~~
I will
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To the\ /so that I can escape them
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Just keep fighting, they cannot condemn
But my angels are haunted with ☁️somber grey skies☁️
And they won't help, just stare with
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✦~Broken angels~✦
I edited this one, and then looked back at it and realized it was boring. So I spent an forty minuets trying to figure out how to make a fricking heart. I'm not good with text art. 'Broken angels' can't really be expressed with just words, unlike most poetry. That's why there's so many visuals. Interpret it how you like, but when I was writing this I felt like some people would blossom, if they only had a friend that cared. And allot of people feel so alone, because their friends see when they are sad but turn a blind eye. Not me in particular, but I see it again and again and it breaks my heart.
~~~Blue~~~
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Poetry⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ These w.o.r.d.s. Are the ones I cannot speak out loud Because society is there to s.h.u.s.h. .m.e. I think that was the reason Someone invent...
